As the unwanted men left the room, a sudden fear sparked inside of me, Harley.
"Logan, I need you to go and watch over Harley until I get back to the house." I ordered.
He didn't question my order, he knew there was a good reason I was asking him. Arthur and I sat in silence, just until we were alone. I watched as he shifted in his seat nervously, beads of sweat lingering on the crease of his forehead as he awaited my response to the situation.
"Arthur, answer me this." I sat forward resting my forearms on the top of the desk, trying to remain calm. "Why do you continue to do business with the man who mentally and physically abused your daughter?"
"What, well I..." he cleared his throat and pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose. "Justin is a good man, my daughter said s
